commission I've been working on for a while, and had the idea laying around for even longer. Three fairies in a big brawl for breeding rights in a house. Fun and sometimes puzzling to figure out ways that they can use oversized objects around the home.
The legend goes that once every dozen years or so, there is a traditional among the small folk. It was called Fairy Circle, where sprites, pixies, brownies, leprechauns, and tiny magical beings of all sorts gather. This gathering is not for what many folks would consider “fairy behavior,” but people forget that the fae of old were mischievous at best, and cruel at their worst. This is a rather dire get-together, as this is where the creatures fight for breeding rights among their gender. The females battle in a different location every year for the strongest and most attractive males, fighting tooth and nail and generally getting very serious about the whole thing. In the spirit of the sexual ritual, they all wore nothing but plain dresses of leaves, all easily torn and covering little to begin with.
This year, the little women were meeting in a large home of a wealthy man who was out of town on business. The full range of the house was theirs, so many battles could happen wherever the challengers chose to have them. Even the owner's large garden could be used. The humans had many strange instruments around that they could use for their own designs in battle as well, as nothing was off-limits in a fairy duel.
There were a few minor fights, but the attending fae were well aware of that there were a few "alphas" in attendance. They were nothing official, but they knew that there were three particular fairies that would be coming, and no one doubted that one of them would walk away as the queen of this season's Fairy Circle.
Minx was a fairy with large, pink wings, very long purple-hair, and a long tail, but otherwise human features. She was a long-time top competitor at Fairy Circle, always confident and having a strong desire to fuck anything she wants.
Ivy was a younger nymph, with thorn tattoos circling each of her biceps and several piercings that went with her black wings. She had pale green skin and a pair of blue ponytails. She was looking to make a big impression on this Fairy Circle, but mostly because she wanted to kick some ass, not win all the best breeding partners.
Sparkle had skin of an unnatural shade of pink, the kind of certain flowers rather than that of human flesh. She had proudly blue and red patterned wings, and as a pixie, she was a bit taller than the rest by about half an inch. Her frost-white hair was kept close to her scalp, something that the other fae suspected was part of her cold and efficient side beneath all of her otherwise cute and bubbly nature.
For this fight, the little women would start fighting on the kitchen table. Several dishes of food were laid out, with the fighters being hardly bigger than a cherry (stem and all) themselves. Several of the other fairies were perched around the room to witness the battle, but intent on not interfering on either side. Allegiances were fickle at best with the fair folk, and all bets were off in Fairy Circle.
“You pathetic little pups,” huffed Minx as she strutted around the edge of the table, glaring at her rivals. “You think you can waltz in here and take me on?”
“The thought crossed my mind…” Ivy snapped. Her wings flared to life, batting like a dragonfly's. Minx did the same and dove to meet her, only for Sparkle to sucker punch the resident champ by clocking her in the jaw. Minx was knocked backward into a cream pie, landing with a splat as she was smothered by the whipped cream. Ivy stopped short when Sparkle got between her and her target, only to divert her attention to Sparkle instead. She kept her wings beating and flipped backward, delivering a sharp rising kick to Sparkle's jaw. The angle of the attack made it very clear to anyone watching just how uncaring the fighters were of showing their skin as Ivy's leafy skirt flew right up as she flipped over.
With Sparkle struggling to regain her balance, Ivy grabbed onto the pink pixie's foot and spun around before throwing her into a nearby coffee mug. Sparkle cried out as she spiraled around inside it, trying to get a grip on the smooth ceramic cup. It allowed Ivy to turn back to her original target, fluttering over to Minx and her pie before diving waist deep into the mess to pursue her.
Minx was already forcing her way back up, utterly painted in the thick leftover pie. The owner knew enough to leave out offerings for the local sprites when he was away, but he certainly hadn't expected it to be used for all this. The pink-winged fairy grabbed and hurled a glob of the stuff at Ivy, splatting into her face and blinding her so that Minx could tackle her around the waist. They fell and rolled in the fluffy substance before they reached the crust of the pie tin, with Minx grabbing Lily by the neckline of her dress to hold her against it.
Minx pounded the punky little nymph with punches to the face, rattling the Lily until she pulled away sharply to one side. It tore a chunk off of her breast, the flimsy leaf revealing one of her pierced nipples to the watching fae, but it gave Lily the chance to smash a fist into Minx's ribs. The older fairy grunted and fell to one knee from the blow, with Lily grabbing her hair and bashing her face into the pie crust. It crumbled away under the repeated impact of Minx's face, but she finally started up her wings and shot up into the air. Lily flew up after her in hot pursuit, Minx shaking herself rapidly to toss off most of the whipped cream and scooping some of the last of it out of her plump but tiny cleavage.
"I'm not done with you yet, you runt," Minx hissed, clenching her little fists.
"And I'm just getting started," Lily smirked back, wiping some of the fluff from her breast and licking it up. The two were caught up in their showdown when Minx's eyes widened, seeing that not only had Sparkle gotten out of the mug, but she had flown up behind Lily dragging it with her. The fairies were after all, magical, and could at least lift a few pounds at a time. Sparkle swung it so hard that it shattered against Lily's back, sending her tumbling out of control through the air. Sparkle threw aside the remains of the handle, ignoring the fact for now that the brownies would pitch in to fix everything later.
"Don't forget about me now," Sparkle boasted, batting her brightly coloring wings.
"Hard to forget such an airheaded ditz," Minx growled as she charged at her. The two buzzed around the air between them, as much a dogfight as it was a catfight for a few seconds. Sparkle finally grabbed Minx by her long hair, yanking up on it and getting a scream from the veteran.
"Aughh! Bitch, my hair!!"
Minx reached up to grab the bottom of one of Sparkle's wings, clawing and pulling at it viciously. Fairy wings were very durable, but still sensitive enough to get a shrill shriek out of the startled Sparkle.
"YAAAH! My wing!" she mirrored her opponent, but used her altitude advantage to both pull on Minx's hair and kick at her head, Her bare feet clawed at her the fairy's face, trying to turn her head away but unable with the grip on her hair. Minx instead turned and bit into Sparkle's toes and made her let go with a yelp. Minx briefly fixed her hair before spotting Lily regrouping below them. The wily vet zipped above Sparkle and kicked squarely in between her wings, nailing her back and sending her hurtling out of control to crash right into Lily, the two of them bouncing into the master bedroom before Minx zipped along after them.
Ivy and Sparkle bounced off the springy mattress, swinging blindly at each other and connecting with a few lucky shots. They stopped near the headboard, where Sparkle braced her back on the bed and kicked into Ivy's stomach. The tattooed nymph stumbled back holding her thin belly, but she moved in again and caught Sparkle by the foot when she tried to kick again. Ivy threw Sparkle into one of the pillows, letting her sink into the soft down until most of her body vanished inside. She heard the gentle hum of Minx's wings approaching behind her, so she grabbed another pillow and spun around, swinging it like an enormous, fluffy mace. With a dull "puff" of a noise, it connected with the diving Minx and sent the incoming fairy flying like a foul ball. Minx found her landing cushioned, but only by the fact that she landed in a tangled bunch of cobwebs high in the rafters. Though Minx kicked and squirmed, trying to escape the sticky thread too frantically to be grateful that at least the master of the house had dealt with the spider itself some time ago.
Ivy smirked proudly and turned back to the other pillow, looking to fish out Sparkle from its depths. She poked around and climbed on top, but she didn't find a sign of the ditsy pixie. When she turned back around with a puzzled expression, her ankle was suddenly grabbed and she was pulled off her feet. Sparkle had hidden under the blanket and ambushed Ivy like some kind of vicious (yet adorable) shark, suddenly dragging her under into the cramped and dark depths of the bed sheets. Sparkle climbed on top of Ivy and pelted her with slaps across the face, the startled nymph unable to stop her surprise attack. Ivy landed one quick slap across her face, but Sparkle paid her back with a firm knee to the stomach. Ivy was winded enough for Sparkle to break away from her and get out from under the blankets. She fluttered over the moving little lump that was Ivy and gave her a few firm stomps and kicks before she pulled on the blankets to pile them over her, burying the shrieking and cursing rival underneath.
Minx was still pulling and grunting in her own binding situation, so it was easy for Sparkle to spot her. She flew up after her with a smug grin on her face. "Well well! I think we can see who the real queen of Fairy Circle is, and who's nothing but old spiderbait!" Sparkle gloated, sweeping a hand through her frosty white hair.
"Go choke on goblin dick," Minx snapped back at her, but she was too entangled to stop Sparkle's punch to her belly. She left out a heavy "OOF" for such a tiny creature, and Sparkle gleefully pelted her with slaps and punches at her leisure. However, all the rocking of her body started to pull and tear at the webbing, and Minx caught Sparkle completely off guard when she punched the pink-skinned pixie across the nose. Sparkle spun completely around in mid-air a few times, and Minx grabbed her by the wing to pull herself free from the webs at last. She kicked off some of the sticky stuff that clung to her leg before she grabbed Sparkle's other wing, pulling back on the multi-colored appendages to lock them in place.
Sparkle kicked and pulled, but was unable to get the large wings out of her opponent's grip. "Hey! Let go!" she snapped as Minx gave a few sharp flaps to shake the literal cobwebs off of her wings.
"Not until I give your sorry ass a flying lesson, bitch!" Minx gave a stabilizing flap or two more before she tilted her body back, pulling on Sparkle and diving down from the ceiling towards the floor.
"What do you think you're doing!? Stop! Stop!" Sparkle shrieked, thrashing for all she was worth but the grip on her wings was too firmly limiting her mobility. She was left to rocket downward until Minx suddenly let go and pulled back, leaving Sparkle to land on her head on the floorboards. She rebounded off with a comical squeak, bouncing a few more times as she tumbled limply out towards the doorway.
Minx floated her way back up to the bedsheets to look for Ivy, but she barely got them into view when Ivy's hand shot out and caught her by the neck. She swung Minx over the edge and slammed her back into the top of the bed, even if it was partly cushioned by the mattress. She pounced and landed on Minx, but the purple-haired veteran of The Circle reached up and squeezed Ivy's petite breasts between her claws. The tattooed fighter shrieked at the intimate pain, but pelted Minx's ribs with some sharp, hooking punches. Minx pulled hard and threw Ivy to one side, leaving scratches along her pale green skin and large tears in her leafy garment.
Ivy landed unsteadily and holding her tender tits, but she spit on Minx's face. "No one's going to want to fuck a loser like you when I'm done with you," Ivy growled bitterly. "You won't even have any scraps left to mate with you."
Minx wiped off her face with a wordless snarl, charging for Ivy on foot. She pulled down on Ivy's ponytails, just for the nymph to pull on Minx's purple locks and headbutt her. Minx stumbled back, rubbing her nose as Ivy fluttered up a few inches and roundhouse kicked her in the head. It was Minx's turn to go crashing to the ground, Ivy diving down after her. Minx was able to roll out of the way before Ivy's fist could crash down on her chest, hitting the floor instead as the older fairy flew out the door with Ivy and the dizzily recovering Sparkle shooting after her.
Minx zipped around the corner, ending up in a fairly small but surprising room. It was the old man's workshop, a carpenter back in his days but now settled into simple crafts. Some loose wood, tools, nails and such were set neatly about the room, along with some simple decorative carvings. The most notable thing was a little fairy-sized home, split in half from the top down so that it was open for the world to see all of its carefully painted insides and tiny furniture. The fae had never seen a dollhouse, so it was startling for Minx to see such a thing that wasn't made out of mushrooms and twigs. It also left her easily blindsided when both Sparkle and Ivy tackled into her from behind, carrying their fight into the workshop.
The three fey tumbled into the workshop where all three of them froze and recoiled when they nearly ran into a loose nail on the floor. While it would make a nasty weapon in their fight, there were laws of the fey FAR older than the tradition of Fairy Circle. Worked iron was outlandishly painful to them, burning like silver on werewolves and repelling them like crosses to vampires. The three of them in one mind for an instant, flew up from the floor and released each other to reach the high safety of the work bench. Better to release their foe than even chance touching cold iron.
When they'd caught their breath a moment from the scare, Sparkle turned and slapped Minx across the face to indicate the truce was off. Ivy grabbed Sparkle's short, frost-colored hair, letting Minx punch the trapped pixie in the belly. Sparkle managed to beat her wings and kick her legs enough for Ivy to release her, darting out of the way. It left Minx's kick meant for Sparkle to nail the tattooed nymph instead. The pink pixie ducked into the tiny house, with Minx giving chase just for Ivy to grab her foot and trip her up. Minx landed on her chest and chin just short of the toy house, but while she tried to kick at Ivy, Sparkle snatched up one of the little wooden chairs and shattered it over Minx's head.
The sturdy little fairy was dazed by the chair shot, leaving Sparkle free to laugh and gloat. "So this is what it's like being a giant human!" she noted, looking around the little wood and plastic kitchen. "Feels good! Like I have my own impenetrable fortress!"
Her impenetrable fortress was breached when Ivy trampled over Minx, stepping on her back and wings like a carpet to tackle Sparkle into a wall. Ivy pelted her pretty pink face around with a few punches, but Sparkle grabbed the little plastic kettle on the similarly fake stove and swung it like a club. The tiny weapon was still hard enough to smack Ivy across the face and send her staggering. Minx tried to fly up a few inches for the height advantage, but forgot that the ceiling wasn't a hundred times higher than she was. Her head bounced off it with a cute "Yowch!" instead.
Ivy grabbed the hovering fey by her feet and swung her back down, crashing her back over the replicated table. Sparkle crashed right through it in a spray of splinters and table legs, left groaning and climbing up slowly. Minx suddenly barged in, hitting Ivy with a clothesline that sent the would-be dominant sprite to the artificial floor. Ivy coughed and rubbed her chest, but Minx dragged her through one of the narrow doorways and up the flight of stairs. Ivy grunted and shouted as she was pulled along by her leg, making her head bounce against every other step on the way up.
Ivy was shoved into the upstairs bedroom of the dollhouse, her back hitting the edge of the bed where a small, handmade doll was laid down. Ivy rubbed her head dizzily while Minx grabbed the little wooden dresser, lifting the light and hollow object easily as she lifted it over her head. Before it could come crashing down, Sparkle flew up to the second story from the outside and tackled into Minx. The two crashed into the far wall, Sparkle punching the rival fairy in the face a few times to keep her there.
When Minx seemed temporarily subdued, Sparkle turned and swung at Ivy. The punky fae quickly grabbed the doll and held it in front of her like a human shield, soaking up the pixie's punch and letting Ivy kick the legs out from under her. Ivy threw the doll over on top of her, pinning the startled Sparkle while Ivy went back after Minx. She shoved her head through the little door to the little bedroom and grabbed the plastic knob.
"I always wanted to try this," Ivy pointed out before she slammed the door shut around Minx's neck. The trapped fairy screamed as Ivy repeated the move, holding Minx in place by the hair as the door rapidly banged against her neck and head until the thin piece of wood snapped in half. It was only then that Minx found enough of an opening to kick back into Ivy's knee, getting a pained yelp from the younger nymph.
Sparkle had found her way back up and punched Ivy in the back of the head, the two double-teaming the downed punk with some payback of punches to her chest and face. Ivy grabbed and pulled painfully on Sparkle's wings and hair, but Minx just kicked her in the face to knock her silly to the ground. Ivy groaned as she tried to rise again and failed, stumbling back down in a dizzy, bruised mess. Sparkle bitterly grabbed and hurled her out through the open space of the dollhouse, letting her land with a pained yelp as she hit the true floor far below the workbench. Sparkle was too busy smiling down at her handiwork when Minx rocketed into her with her pink wings beating like a hummingbird. The speeding charge carried them both right out the window, landing Minx and Sparkle to splash right into the fresh soil of the homeowner's garden.
The two fae were caked in the mud as they landed. Sparkle started shaking and wiping off what she could, but Minx ignored it to tackle her from behind. Sparkle sputtered as she spit out the dirt, but Minx grabbed her by her short white hair and started to slam her face into the ground. Sparkle was dazed by the hits until she managed to grab the fairy by her foot, pulling and knocking Minx into the messy ground beside her. Sparkle was too dizzy to get back to her feet properly, but she spread out Minx's legs and slammed her foot in between her rival's legs.
Minx let out a howl of pain, grabbing her crotch and rolling around in the mud. Sparkle held onto one of the leaves of a flower to help pull herself up, sneering with delight at Minx's suffering at her feet. She grabbed the senior fairy by her messy purple locks, lifting her to her feet and hurling her into the tall stem of one of the nearby plants. Minx clumsily crashed right through one of the flowers and went on to run into one of the wooden fence posts. The simple fence had been left up to keep out deer and squirrels, not flying magical creatures, but it abruptly stopped the stumbling fairy all the same.
While Minx was groaning, holding her head and crotch as she leaned on the fence, Sparkle's continued rampage was cut off when a bruised up Ivy swept down and kicked the pixie in the head. The tattooed fae was eager for payback as Sparkle went to all fours, leaver her open to several harsh kicks to the belly from Ivy. She was down and coughing for air when Ivy flew up a few feet, grabbed a tomato off one of the climbing vines, and smashed it over Sparkle's head. The gore-like splash of red left the pixie in an even bigger mess than before as she completely collapsed back into the mud once again.
Ivy turned to go after Minx, grabbing her hair and banging the older fairy's head against the fence post again. She grunted and grit her teeth, stopping Ivy's assault with a sharp punch to the crotch. Ivy grunted and fell to one knee, where Minx kicked her in the head to drop her into the mud. Ivy landed with a soft splat that left her as messy as the rest of them, all three of the fae sore and bruised, naked and filthy.
Minx lunged out and grabbed Ivy by the hair, but winced when Sparkle nailed her in the head with a chunk of her tomato. It distracted Minx to look back at her, just for Ivy to kick the eldest fae in the crotch from her spot on the ground. Minx fell to her knees holding her privates as Sparkle tried to zip up and out of the garden. Ivy sprang up and caught her ankle, slamming her back down into the mud with a splash. She fluttered up, still dragging Sparkle by her foot as she groaned and dripped mud back into the garden. Minx flew up after them awkwardly, still holding her crotch as she punched Sparkle in the stomach a few times. The two of them finally both grabbed the pixie by the arms and legs, giving a practice swing before they hurled her over the fence and into the mush of the compost heap.
The two quickly turned back on each other, throwing slaps and kicks at each other as they fluttered through the air. Minx caught Ivy by her ponytails and beat her fist on top of her head, but Ivy sent some punches into her belly before she resorted to burying her claws in the fairy's snatch. Minx shrieked and froze up from the sexual squeeze, letting Ivy lift her up and hurl her through the nearest open window and back inside.
Minx landed with a hard, echoing thud, finding herself caught in the bathroom sink. She pushed herself up awkwardly, Ivy diving into the window and going right after her. Minx got up to dodge, just for her dirty, bare feet to slip on the porcelain of the sink. It still fell out of Ivy's way, making her crash into the inside of the sink and slip around in a similar fashion. Minx finally got her wings beating again, jumping up and straddling the faucet before she kicked one of the handles.
Ivy shrieked as the icy water poured over her hair and back, even if it washed away most of the mud and mess that stuck to her skin. The cold shocked her out of her daze, but she had to shove and march her way out from under the relatively strong flow of the water. By the time she wiped the water out of her eyes, Minx had shoved a bar of soap out of its dish, sliding into the sink and crashing into the tattooed nymph like a tiny car.
Minx had Ivy on the ropes as the nymph barely pulled herself out of the sink, wet and slippery. Minx grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back to smash Ivy's forehead against the metal of the faucet. Ivy suddenly grabbed the toothbrush from nearby, turning and swinging it like a staff to smack Minx in the belly with the dull tip. Minx grunted and doubled over, holding her stomach when Ivy turned and stomped down on the nearby tube of toothpaste. The minty blue blob shot out of the end, sticking to Minx and knocking her off the sink and onto the top of the toilet.
Minx gave an angry and flusters shout, trying to wipe the strong-smelling goop off of her as it mixed with the mud. Ivy zipped over after her, turning the toothbrush around and grinding the bristled end over Minx's crotch. The fairy screamed out as the intrusive strands scratched her pussy, too blinded and slowed by the blue goo to properly stop the cruel brushing.
"About time someone cleaned you up, you old skank!" Ivy taunted, Minx thrashing around but unable to stop her. Ivy finally kicked Minx in the side, sending her falling down into the great porcelin lake that humans were always sitting on. Minx gasped as she stared at the unknown depths inside the clear waters, so she grabbed onto the edge of the seat and fluttered her wings. She held on and slowly pulled herself up to brace her dirty, naked breasts on the edge, still catching her breath when Ivy grabbed the lid and slammed it down. There was a short, startled cry as the edge cracked where it hit Minx's skull. Ivy pulled it back up and slammed it down one more time for good measure before lifting it again. Mindy was splayed out on the edge of the toilet seat, out cold as Ivy kicked her into the water. Fortunately, Ivy didn't know how all the human devices worked, so the other fey were quick to fish out Minx before she could be flushed. They were, of course, too excited from the fight to keep from playing with her unconscious and sexy form.
Ivy hovered smugly over her victim when Sparkle suddenly tackled into her back. Ivy cried out in surprise as the two of them landed in the bathtub, tumbling over each other along the smooth inside. They finally broke apart, Ivy flying up and taking a page from Minx's book as she slapped the handle. She imagined it would unleash another cold stream down onto the similarly recovering Sparkle, but she was unaware how showers worked either. The showerhead rained hot water down on them both, making the dirty fae shriek in surprise and zip out like startled flies into the living room, flapping wings shedding steam and water water behind them.
The two remaining combatants emerged in the living room among the rest of the watching fae. They hovered angrily across from each other, a varied mess dripping off both of them as they fumed at each other.
The two remaining combatants emerged in the living room among the rest of the watching fae. They hovered angrily across from each other, a varied mess dripping off both of them as they fumed at each other. Ivy lunged at Sparkle, but the pixie dodged and kicked her in the back, sending the nymph crashing down onto the coffee table. Sparkle landed by her to try to press the attack, but Ivy speared her in the stomach and drove her backward.
Sparkle's back ran into the small lamp, making her wince and shout in pain. Ivy grabbed the pixie's white hair and slammed her head into the lamp's base, but rattling her before Sparkle pulled on the lamp's plug. It toppled over onto Ivy, giving a sharp crashing noise as the lightbulb broke over her head. Ivy screamed and staggered back holding her head, but when Sparkle flew after her to try to make the most of it, the stunned nymph grabbed a forgotten coffee mug and swung it, shattering it to pieces against her foe and sending her flying into the couch.
Ivy tossed away the broken handle of the mug, hopping over to the couch and grabbing Sparkle with both hands by the throat. "Time to put you out, you sparkly little shit," Ivy growled, the tattooed arms flexing as she squeezed the pixie's windpipe. Sparkle gagged and kicked, but she couldn't break the other fighter's grip. The naked Ivy climbed to straddle Sparkle's belly as she leaned into the choke, the pink pixie turning a new shade of blue.
Before she could black out, Pixie managed to bring her knees up under Ivy's stomach, kicking out hard and sending her flying off the couch again. Ivy caught her balance too late, crashing back into a photo hanging on the wall. A bit of glass broke and fell off, but Ivy wasn't particularly damaged by it, much like the light bulb. Sparkle coughed, but something about the picture frame caught her eye. She flew herself up after Ivy, shoving her against the frame again. Ivy grunted, but she kicked Sparkle in the crotch and grabbed one of her breasts.
Sparkle shrieked in pain as Ivy spun her around by her scratched up tit and slammed her into the wall. Ivy drove a knee into Sparkle's stomach, but the pixie caught her leg and spun her around to slam her into the picture frame again. Sparkle took Ivy by the hair and slammed her face into the wood and picture a few more times before Ivy drove an elbow into her face.
"You're too predictable, you dumb ditz," Ivy growled as Sparkle let go of her. She grabbed the pixie by her wings and pulled them tightly behind her back. The pink fae shrieked as she nearly fell, held up only by Ivy's grip. She pulled up even harder on them, Sparkle squealing as they felt like they might just be pulled off. "What's your deal with that dumb picture anyway?"
"It wasn't the picture," Pixie groaned, still dangling from Ivy's grip. She shifted just enough to reach behind her and claw at Ivy's perky breast. She howled in pain and pulled back, just enough for Sparkle to swing her foot backward and drive her heel into Ivy's crotch. Ivy screamed in pain and pulled back, both hands on her groin.
"It's that the nail is loose!" Sparkle fluttered back up and drop-kicked Ivy, sending her flying back into the picture frame one more time. This made it jerk and fall off, taking the old bent nail down with it. Ivy shouted for a moment as the frame flew past her, but the nail landed on top of her, trapping her against it as if it weighed a ton when it pinned her to the ground.
Ivy could only scream and claw at the ground, crying her eyes out as the small piece of cold iron was enough to pin her down. Sparkle fluttered down behind her, keeping out of reach of the nail but kicking Ivy in her butt. "Shows you who's the ditz!" she mocked, even if Ivy's terrified screams took over. She emitted some rainbow-colored smoke where the iron touched, but seemed otherwise physically fine from it. It was just the mystical burning sensation rocking through her body on top of all of her recent injuries.
"Fucking let me go! Stop it!" Ivy shrieked, but Sparkle ignored her rival's cries. She instead stuck a foot callously under her hips, flexing her toes as she used her foot to fuck her beaten foe. The other fae around the room whistled and cheered, all manner of prospective matls eying up the impressive, brawling pixie. Ivy whimpered and pleaded as Sparkle's clumsy foot pumped and stroked inside of her, showing the would-be mates what a slut the trapped Ivy was to her.
The powerless nymph was quickly forced to cum instinctively, even as the weight of the iron kept her captive. Sparkle laughed at her and wiped her creamy toes off on Ivy's ass before she fluttered up into the air. "Alright, everyone!" the new queen of Fairy Circle declared. "All you boys who want a real woman to give them strong young, come with me. Whoever wants the toilet tramp and an iron-bound slut, you have my permission to stay here and play."
With that, Sparkle fluttered off, the majority of the attending fae following her wherever she went.
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